Visiting my daughter

My mother has not been to see my daughter in Bristol. So today I took her. My wife was concerned that it would be too much for me to drive there and back in one day. So, I drove to London, picked my mother up, navigated London traffic and went to Bristol. Thanks to the warm weather, I would have been able to make it to Bristol without charging. 

However, from my trip to Manchester last year, I knew how important it was to rest and sleep, so when we got to our usual charging spot, I did put some charge in the car and got a nap. My mother loved seeing my daughter. She got to see her flat and the outside of the house she will be living in next term.  I ached by the time I got home, but as tiring as it was, I am glad she got to visit my daughter.